Justin Bieber's Believe

What, was Bieber 3 years old when he started gracing our eardrums and causing 13 year old girls to act irrationally?

I used to feel the same way about NSync and Justin Timberlake, (in other words, that he was a waste of skin. But I do not think that anymore about Timberlake) but Bieber's failure is Timberlake's success, as Timberlake has gone on to be an adequate, more than adequate actor in a couple of decent movies.

If this had not just been more hubris for Bieber. if this had just been like a regular movie and maybe even like one of those movies with Rob Lowe in the mid-80s were he's a budding rock-star, I mean Bieber could've played himself but just doing some kind of fictional story... If this film had been like that, maybe I could've given it a five or maybe even a ten star rating. But because it is just self-indulgent hubris, it's just not worth it.

No, instead we get THIS Tripe. I mean at this point other than nine-year-old nubile and non-defrocked girls, WHO CARES?

Now in support of the nine-year-old girl who screams and makes her parents buy her all of his CD's, movies, whatever he has... wallpapers for her iPhone, posters, dolls, blowup dolls, and sexually accurate action figures... All that means is that he can license his own skin and make a whole Lotta money until he can't make a whole Lotta money anymore.

And I do not begrudge him this: everybody in the United States and even the world has the right to pursue getting filthy rich.

There will come a point where the girls of age 9 to 13 will no longer be 9 to 13. They will have grown up and then maybe start putting Justin Timberlake's image on their cell phone wallpapers. Right?

And then when it comes to that point, I sure as hell hope that Bieber or however legally represents him or is his guardian, has not squandered away all of the money that was made licensing product's with his portions of anatomy on them. And selling audio recordings with his screechy voice broadcasting in all kinds of decibels.

Now in regard to the Beatles as I mentioned up above, they also had the ability to elicit the same kind of reaction with girls between 3 and 14 years old. But the difference was that the Beatles actually created quality music, they looked good, they sounded good, they had fun... well, when they were not arguing with each other and Yoko Ono wasn't dropping baby funk all through the recording studio... And... And Paul McCartney was not slipping on it. And John and Paul were not at each others throats, but other than that there was a world impact. It wasn't just what they looked like, it was the diverse combination of personalities and ideas that made them so popular. And other then Elvis Presley, nobody else had ever had that kind of impact not just in the music industry and the money that they made, but on the world in general. The Vietnam War, the hippie movement, The huge increase in popularity of marijuana and LSD, Timothy Leary, it all tied in and I remember when I was six years old the Beatles affected every person on this planet, and every person on this planet except for maybe aborigines in remote areas, knew the Beatles, who they were, what they were.

On the other hand the whole world does know about Bieber. With this added difference: nobody of importance really gives a damn about him other than the Aforementioned 9 to 13-year-old girls, and that is a temporary situation.

But I do not give up hope on Bieber, after all he may in fact do a Justin Timberlake on us, and do something worthwhile.... One of these days.

See, the tale is not told by how many people vote my review down, (And by the looks of it, the "Beebers" have been busy voting my review down) it is told by the current rating of 1.6 on the IMDb page. Hell, they are even downvoting Peter Jackson's latest Hobbit movie, and that's actually a real movie. Maybe it is the Beebers that are downvoting that? And - I LIKED Jon M Chu's GI Joe. As much as they vote me down, they have to suck up that 1.6 rating. The Beebers really fought for those 3 points, it was 1.3. But that does not make it better than The Hobbit.

It's been a few years since I wrote this scathing review, and as I predicted, Bieber did some thing that impressed me. He spoke out against #DRUMPF, which is usually an activity that causes the person who speaks against #ImpeachedFatSo to lose followers. That causes me to increase my review by one star. Hell, maybe I will give him more stars for this. Hell, I increased my rating by two whole stars. Depending on what he does I may go up to five stars.

Justin Bieber is one of the youngest and hottest commodities in the world today. This much we already know. He is also one of the most successful artists of the last few years. This much we also know. This information has been pretty well summarized through news reports, interviews, the Top 40 radio stations, and Justin Bieber's 2010 concert/biopic Justin Bieber: Never Say Never. Not a lot has changed in the last three years; Bieber has gotten older, his popularity is still astronomical, his fanbase has been loyal and nine miles past rabid, and his music continues to top charts and gain airplay.

With all this in mind, why did we need Justin Bieber's Believe, a sequel to Never Say Never, to tell us such information again? The film comes branded with the idea that we'll hear the real story behind the star, but I felt that all I was hearing was the around-the-clock manipulation and manufacturing of a sleep-deprived public relations campaign crew working to keep this young star relevant.

"I don't love him, I don't hate him, I respect him" were the words I used to describe Bieber in my review of Never Say Never, which has gone on to be my most-hated review on IMDb, with numerous negative reception simply because I didn't give the film a dismal rating since the film had something to do with Bieber. I stand by my review for the film, for I found it to be occasionally entertaining, somewhat insightful, and an interesting time capsule for a pop star who had gone on to be an explosive success so early in his career. Since Justin Bieber: Never Say Never, however, my opinion has changed of the star. Judging by the likes of his behavior from drunk-driving, spitting on fans, urinating in public, and so on, it's clear that the real Bieber is starting to get out there and the real Bieber seems to be an egomaniac feeding off the fame of his adoring fans, who sob when gifted tickets to his shows and tattoo his face on their quadriceps.

The Bieber brewing now seems to be one of the most ungrateful people to come out of the music industry in quite some time, and for that matter, it was difficult to approach Justin Bieber's Believe with an open mind. Putting aside all prejudices and looking to enjoy another entry into the new artist promotional tool of concert films/biopics, I settled in to watch Justin Bieber's Believe, hoping that its tagline "Beyond the headlines, beyond the spotlights lies the real story" may have some truth and substance. Unfortunately, this is about as bland and hagiographic as concert/biopics can get.

The film continues to feed us the tired idea that Bieber is growing up and getting older and his music is getting more mature, like his fanbase (both statements I can't believe with Bieber still cranking out songs like "As Long as You Love Me," "One Love," and "Thought of You" and his fanbase still falling for the same, repackaged lyrics to a different melody), as well as showing the production and release of his latest album Believe and the corresponding tour. Scenes detail the search for a choreographed dancers, Bieber's team commenting on his so-called "maturity," how anybody who criticizes him and wants to see him fail is a "hater" that Bieber will rise above, and Bieber's interaction with his fanbase.

The most endearing moment of Justin Bieber's Believe comes about halfway through, when we are greeted with Avalanna Routh, a six-year-old girl suffering from brain cancer who adores Justin Bieber more than life itself, it seems. She resorts to having a staged wedding in the hospital with a cardboard cutout of Bieber, and is known by the name of "Mrs. Bieber" to the hospital staff and patients. Bieber, or likely his PR group, caught wind of this and allowed him to reach out to the young girl, spend a few days with her playing board games, watching TV, and just hanging out, and even bringing her on-stage for one of the "Believe" shows to serenade her and treat her like a princess. Subsequently, Routh's condition worsened and she was dead before the end of the tour, with one show happening just three or four days after her death in September 2013. Bieber performed his hit "One Less Lonely Girl" to a slideshow montage of her on the enormous electronic screen behind him, with his back turned to the audience, before completing the song and sitting down and sobbing.

Those moments feel genuine. The moments where Bieber's managers and mentors Scooter Braun and Usher discuss his growing maturity and where Bieber addresses the "haters" but cleverly evades specific instances in his life that caused major controversy do not. As authentic as the film wants to claim it is, key issues are never addressed and inexcusable behavior is never acknowledged or justified either. And being that the film is predicated off of the claim of cutting through all the nonsense to address the truth, it's sad to admit this is the case with the film.

As expected, the glitz, glamor, and decor of Bieber's concerts are marvelous, with choreographers, dancers, and special effects artists doing terrific and daring things, and Bieber always seems to be on-point with his dance moves and vocals. However, Justin Bieber's Believe is a needless film. We've seen all this before and this sequel serves as nothing but a tired (and, at times, very phony) reiteration of prior knowledge. A third film and I'll be convinced I'm experiencing a sporadic Groundhog Day with Justin Bieber.

Starring: Justin Bieber, Scooter Braun, Usher Raymond IV, and Jon M. Chu. Directed by: Jon M. Chu.

The terrible reviews is a sign some faith in humanity is restored because they hate this film rather than like it this film is terrible it is a film that should never be aired on tv or any media platform ever because no one wants to see this garbage on the screen

Another Justin Beiber documentary where this "super" kid pop star still manages to make 9 year old's girls scream to death. Pretty pathetic if you ask me. His voice tends to be death to my ears and everyone else's. His music will always be terrible even "if" he tries to put more effort into his music. He will never go down to be a great,incredible, and talented musician. He is a waste of space in the music industry to make it stupidly worse as it already is. Why make a documentary on a wasted teenager that has no talent that's unnecessary garbage that needs to be thrown out and forever will be gone for good. I hope Justin Beiber realizes that his dumb pretty boy look will never last and that his music career will be dead within seconds.

I'm sorry but I hate Justin Bieber and everything he stands for. I don't see why many people many so many TV movies or documentaries of him and his life. He is way too young and too talentless that he doesn't deserve that much fortune, but Jon M. Chu, a big fan of Bieber, wanted to make his fame grow bigger. Like we want to see this douche again. He is talentless and his songs still don't improve. The editing in this documentary is very amateurish and seeing a hour with this kid is like pain to the balls. I can't write a long review for this movie because I actually had the balls to walk out of the theater cause the film really was that bad. 1/5